[Intro: Eric Mays]
When they go low, I go lower
[Chorus]
If you're really that pressed then boy, you just suck
And my guilty pleasure is that I don't give a fuck
And you really got the nerve to come for my bestie
You- You ain't tough
Can't ha-handle the gorebitch
[Verse 1]
Mothafucker, you a weak ass nigga
I said "pull up", you got scary
Talking shit on the 'Gram for no reason
Everything you said, we know about it
Small ass dick couldn't even touch her spine
Really fumbled the bag, Freddy taught me that
Get off my page before I deport your bestie
Number one fan for "did you really love me?"
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah okay, I don't know why you thought you slayed
We'll bomb your grave before you touch the UK
And that fat faggot can run the fade too
Nigga, you hadn't even seen "lower" yet
[Chorus]
If you're really that pressed then boy, you just suck
And my guilty pleasure is that I don't give a fuck
And you really got the nerve to come for my bestie
You- You ain't though
Can't ha-handle the gorebitch
[Post-Chorus]
Will you ever shut the fuck up?
Loser just like that groomer
[Verse 2]
I don't know what you've been told
But nigga, you is a poser tranny
Only wanted to be a girl
To get in some bitches' panties
Use my face for your diss cover
I look more like a girl than you ever will
You know Dawn Rooney clocked your tea
So you sent a twink beaner to defend you
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah okay, I don't know why you thought you slayed
We'll bomb your grave before you touch the UK
And that fat faggot can run the fade too
Nigga, you hadn't even seen "lower" yet
[Chorus]
If you're really that pressed then boy, you just suck
And my guilty pleasure is that I don't give a fuck
And you really got the nerve to come for my bestie
You- You ain't tough
Can't ha-handle the gorebitch
[Post-Chorus]
Will you ever shut the fuck up?
Loser just like that groomer
[Bridge]
I really hope the police catch you first
'Cause if I do, we gon' have a Barbie Bloodspill
Making fun of the fact that someone can't walk
When meanwhile, you don't even wash
You're the unstable one, you're delusional
And karma is coming to hunt you like gold
[Breakdown]
PETA, put you down
End that career now, ha!
[Chorus]
If you're really that pressed then boy, you just suck
And my guilty pleasure is that I don't give a fuck
And you really got the nerve to come for my bestie
You- You ain't tough
Can't ha-handle the gorebitch
[Post-Chorus]
Will you ever shut the fuck up? (Håll käften mothafucker)
Loser just like that groomer (I know you're scared)
[Outro]
Here's my thing
How about, instead of pulling lies out of your ass
How about you spread it open
And let water flow through it
When you take a shower, okay? Hehe
